Chapter 3: Tentacle Swamp (2)
Hearing the young man's voice, everyone hurriedly looked towards the ground, this look, suddenly showed surprise, it turned out that I don't know when, the water on the ground has been a little deeper, this deep strength, everyone can obviously see that the water is not evenly gathered, but flowing in a certain direction.
He Si patted his head and said happily: "I know, the ground of this labyrinth is not flat, but inclined to a certain extent, and the shallow water cannot be seen, but after the activation of the living stone, a large amount of water vapor is released, so a water flow is formed here." And such a large piece of living stone is activated, and there is quite a lot of water flowing out, but the water under our feet is not much deeper, so it can be seen that there must be an outlet, let's go in the direction of the water flow, and we will definitely be able to see the passage facing down!"
Fang Ling couldn't help but secretly say that this He Si was really quite sophisticated, and after a little click, he immediately understood the beginning and the end.
Everyone was overjoyed, and after discerning the direction, they hurried forward, and after walking for a short time, they heard a tunnel in front of them, and a smooth stone staircase went down the hole.
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Ling looked left and right, and found that there were no traces of people walking here, which means that the three roads may be taken by different people, and the institutions and facilities encountered may not be the same, but they will all be able to lead to the bottom of the underground palace, and whoever can reach the end will depend on their ability.
Fang Ling took a deep breath, if his guess was correct, then this labyrinth would occupy at most thirty percent of the range of the first layer, the huge extent of this dungeon was really beyond imagination, if it was constructed with the power of Cang Wushuang alone, then this person could be described as unfathomable.
Xiao Xue and Song Ying'er also understood this meaning from Fang Ling's face, and their expressions were a little more rigorous.
Walking down the stone stairs, everyone finally came to the second floor of the underground palace, and after going down the stairs was a flat land that could accommodate hundreds of people, and beyond the flat land was a huge swamp like a lake, and a smell of decay filled the air.
The dark green light grass covered most of the swamp, revealing one quagmire after another, and on top of those quagmires there were some scarlet blades of grass, and it was not clear what kind of grass it was, but fortunately there were a few uneven stones in the swamp for people to step on.
Five or six feet from the marshland was the canopy, and the whole canopy was overgrown with long vines, and the vines and palm-sized leaves were densely entangled, and some of them even hung down from above.
Although the stones in the swamp can be used as a place to stay, but no one knows what danger is hidden in this swamp, after the living stone maze just now, everyone is also a little eyebrows, the mechanism in the palace of the thief king is not a trap set by a simple trick, but I am afraid that it is more strange and strange.
In fact, if you think about it, the king of thieves is a master of theft, how could he not know that his tomb may be stolen in the future?
Just when everyone's hearts were unpredictable, Huang Fuxiong said loudly: "Who wants to go to the swamp to test it?"